Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Comoros and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Average White Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
The Evens,
the Swans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Y Pants,
Ken Boothe,
The Five Americans,
Gastr Del Sol,
One Last Wish,
Patti Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mojo Men,
Moby Grape,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ossler,
48th St. Collective,
Heaven 17,
Camouflage,
Eric Dolphy,
Underground Resistance,
The Zeros,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacques Brel,
The Music Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
A Certain Ratio,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed,
The Dirtbombs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Depeche Mode,
Brass Construction,
the Fania All-Stars,
June Days,
John Foxx,
Deadbeat,
Henry Cow,
John Lydon,
Isaac Hayes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Das Ding,
Urselle,
Joey Negro,
Organ,
The Real Kids,
Crooked Eye,
Robert Görl,
Ituana,
Sparks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Silicon Teens,
Stiv Bators,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bad Manners,
The Moody Blues,
Jacob Miller,
The Pop Group,
Youth Brigade,
The Monochrome Set,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.